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Chapter 1317 My Daughter-in-Law Is a Sick NPC (19)

"Well, let's continue..." Ye Musheng's eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of waves, but his voice was filled with a penetrating coldness.

After the words fell, Ye Musheng even raised his arm, aiming the jade flute at his lower abdomen again.

That sneer was indifferent, as if Ye Musheng would forcefully insert the blade as long as Yan Luo was not satisfied with what he said.

Taking a glance at the blood-stained jade flute and Ye Musheng's pale and slender fingers from the corner of the eye, Yan Luo pursed her lips, cleared her throat, and said:

"I have always liked peach trees and plum trees. Peach and plum trees bloom when the spring breeze blows, and I often hang around places with these two kinds of trees, so I got this name."

In fact, the origin of this ID is an ancient poem he likes very much: a glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a lamp in ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes.

In the poem, the peach and plum blossoms once bloomed, drinking in the spring breeze, and singing indulgently, but now they are wandering in the rivers and lakes, lighting their own lamps at cold nights, and sitting alone listening to the rain.

But in reality, he once had the love of his mother, walked in the spring breeze, and sang nursery rhymes together.Today, people are separated from each other, and my father doesn't love loneliness, so I can only sleep alone.

In fact, so what if there are so many beautiful women as companions?The importance of relatives whose blood dissolves in water...

A cup of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes, once beautiful, now desolate, the world is changing.

Maybe this is life...

Seeing Yan Luo who was still smiling just now, the smile on his face suddenly froze, his eyes faintly revealing bitterness, and the desolation that didn't match his youthful appearance, Ye Musheng frowned slightly, and his heart couldn't help tightening up.

what happened to him……

Did you think of something unpleasant...

Swallowing what he hadn't said yet, Ye Musheng pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes and calmly said: "Is that so..."

Since he might have thought of something unpleasant, then he should help Yan Luo divert his attention.

It's just that Yan Luo may need to hurt a little more...

As the words left, Ye Musheng suppressed the impatience in his heart, suppressed the distress in his eyes, and revealed a cold and piercing smile, and again with his wrist, he inserted the blade in.

"Hiss..." The mild pain brought Yan Luocai back to reality. Seeing Ye Musheng stab himself again, Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and said helplessly, "Are you not satisfied with this explanation..."

Hey, this NPC is really unreasonable, he is still in sorrow and pain, and he wakes up instantly after being stabbed.

but……

Staring at Ye Musheng's smooth and delicate but too pale face and already thin body like a thousand-year-old jade, Yan Luo still didn't make up his mind to kick the NPC who stabbed him away.

"Dissatisfied." The other hand lightly touched the place where the blood overflowed, Ye Musheng retracted his fingertips after a drop of blood, raised his arm and put it on his lips, raised his eyes and raised the corners of his lips and said with a dark smile : "Because I don't like peach trees, let alone plum trees."

From the corner of the eye, Ye Musheng put his fingertips in his mouth as soon as Ye Musheng finished speaking, and suddenly thought of the NPC's delicate nature, Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, and felt a sharp knife stabbing him, and at the same time, his back felt even colder The invasion came.

An ominous premonition gradually overflowed from the bottom of my heart...

What's the situation?

This movement with fingertips in his mouth, coupled with those beautiful facial features and smiling eyes, is very seductive.

But... the blood on his fingers belonged to him!

Shouldn't he come to provoke this NPC Ye Musheng...

(End of this chapter)